Arrival

[letsplayamod]

The moment is a bit different for everyone. Perhaps you were just minding your own business somewhere, others may have been in more... dire circumstances. Regardless, you were approached by a figure you can't quite picture, and they offered you an accord; in exchange for aiding them in the healing of a world lost to chaos, you would be granted something almost unheard of. Godhood.

And each of you said yes, more or less.

A blurry hand, shifting and rippling, reaches out to you. You feel a glow of warmth, unlike anything you've known before. As soon as you think you can describe it, you wake up.

The room you're in is plainly furnished, but it's about the size of a small flat. Plenty of room to stretch your legs. Don't get too comfortable, however. On the bedside table each room has is a letter; handwritten, it's wrapped around a bronze key. The lettering could only be described as the platonic ideal of 'neat and precise'.

If you are reading this, than our deal has been made. You've awoken in a place that will surely feel strange, so I want you to take some time to acclimate. Meet with the others. Breathe. I shall be along shortly.

-A

Whatever that means becomes more apparent as you step out of your housing and behold the world around you. The building you were in, and every piece of architecture you happen across, is blatantly pre-modern. Yet, something about it is otherworldly. Stone and iron and glass as far as the eye can see.

But above you was where the real questions were. It wouldn't be right to say the sun was shining on you now, nor would it be right to say it's the dead of night. Instead, the sky is a hazy mixture of both, wrapped in suffocating storm clouds that are threatening rain. Everywhere you look, into the horizon, it's the same.

Welcome home. Take your time and explore. Nobody ever said godhood was easy.

Comments

[latinumsbetter]

I don't mind it. [responsibility, that is, as for that other bit]

Yeah, probably.

[murchada]

...Usually people would say something like "don't be so hard on yourself" or "no, you'd do just fine!"

This is kind of refreshing.

[she's

not even insulted, wow,]

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark shrugs]

I'd also guess that you'd probably do just fine. And then you'll screw up. And do just fine again. Same as everybody else.

1/2

[murchada]

[what]

2/2

[murchada]

What.

[latinumsbetter]

[...gurl.]

I know hyu-mon hearing isn't as good as Ferengi, but I'm pretty sure you heard me just fine.

[murchada]

I heard you just fine, yeah!

...Man. Now it's becoming a lesson thing.

[latinumsbetter]

A lesson? [Quark makes a face at that]

There's no lesson, and I'm not a teacher. Anyone running something is gonna screw up. And then they keep going, doing their job until they screw up again. That's how it works. It's not rocket science.

[murchada]

So, what, you screw up a bunch yourself, then? Wow.

[latinumsbetter]

It's not a screw up if you figured out how to get yourself out of it.

But I've seen plenty of leaders pass through the station over the years. It's not that hard to see a pattern. It's not just them, either.

[murchada]

Good for you. Good for them.

...I'm not trying to bring the mood down, or anything. But I don't think it's the same.

[latinumsbetter]

That's not shocking either. [mildly]

[murchada]

What's that supposed to mean?

[latinumsbetter]

I'm about to say something that's an understatement, but you don't have a lotta self confidence, do you?

[murchada]

Yeah, no one bothered to program any into me.

[latinumsbetter]

[the corner of Quark's mouth quirks upwards into a smirk again, amused]

It's not your fault, you were just programmed this way?

[murchada]

Yeah, let's go with that. The low self esteem and shitty attitude came free with my existence.

[latinumsbetter]

[he shrugs] Sounds like whoever wrote your code was going for realism.

[murchada]

Blame my predecessor.

[latinumsbetter]

There's always someone to blame, isn't there. [wryly]

[murchada]

...Sorry. The constant pessimistic thing is probably annoying.

[latinumsbetter]

You know what's a lot more annoying? An exiled Cardassian drunk on kanar who refuses to leave the bar and keeps drinking up your reserves.

In comparison, you're a lovely day on Risa.

[murchada]

Well, I don't recognize any of those terms, but I get the idea.

[latinumsbetter]

Good. So you got nothing to worry about, seeing as you're far easier on the eyes than that particular Cardassian.

[murchada]

[...]

W-Well. I don't know what a Cardassian looks like, so I'll just assume that's not setting the bar too low...